Chatty Hollywood

"So, you mean that you have not only traveled to another world, you have become a master of spells in a special way, and become a well-known director in Hollywood across the ocean? By the way, did you marry a queen of what card and become your wife!? "

The old ghost looked at Charlotte speechlessly.

"You bastard, I thought you liked those blonde and blue-eyed ocean horses at first, but in the end you even dreamed about it!"

"dream!?"

"Is not it?"

The old ghost is not polite and honest,

"If it weren't for dreams, how could things like traveling through time and space happen?"

"this……"

If Charlotte himself is not a traverser, he must think that the old ghost's statement is very reasonable...

Charlotte and the old ghost have been talking like this for some time.

Although he felt that it was a dream, he couldn't help telling the other party his experience after crossing in the face of the old ghost he hadn't seen for a long time.

However, the old ghost said with certainty that he was dreaming--

"If you say it's not a dream, can you tell me more details?"

The old ghost is plausible and authentic.

"can not!"

Charlotte shook her head.

"I vaguely remember that as the layers of dreams deepen, the dreamer's memory of reality will become more and more blurred. In this case, I can't recall too many details for the time being."

"That said, it is indeed possible."

The old ghost nodded.

"But the question is, waking up from a dream, is it the same symptom? It feels real, but you can't remember the details-then, in the same situation, how can you prove that the ones you just said are not dreams, and now Is it a dream?"

"this……"

Charlotte was stunned.

"I wonder if Zhou's dream is a butterfly and a butterfly? Is the butterfly's dream a Zhou and a butterfly?"

The old ghost laughed loudly.

"I didn't expect that one day I would see the story of Zhuang Sheng's Dream Butterfly happen before my eyes!"

"I didn't expect..."

Charlotte rubbed his nose with a wry smile.

"Let you say that, I'm not sure anymore."

Indeed, according to Charlotte's memory, everything before her eyes, including the old ghost, should be a dream.

-His fifth dream.

But the problem is, because the memory of reality gradually blurs with the deepening of dreams, "reality" is becoming as fuzzy as dreams.

Finally, when asked by the old ghost, Charlotte really couldn't tell for a while, which side was the reality and which side was the dream.

"Of course, from a good or bad point of view, of course you hope that the reality is over there!"

The old ghost sighed.

"After all, according to your statement, you live a lot better over there than here!-But if that's the case, why would you dream of this side?"

The old ghost asked his own question,

"Because you follow me to practice the magic that you can't learn at all, you are actually a weird person in this world. There are not many relatives and friends. What else do you miss in this world?"

"This can be regarded as a cowardice of near-hometown feelings!"

Charlotte sighed.

"Moreover, I don't have to be nostalgia, or fear."

"fear!?"

"Yes, fear!"

Charlotte nodded.

"I'm afraid of everything I get in that world-is it all real? Is this really done by myself?"

He looked at the old ghost,

"Old ghost, when you taught me the tricks, didn’t you say it before—many big people always believe in something after success. There are so many weird things and everything, we can deceive them and we can start from these aspects—you Remember when you said why this happened?"

"That's because if those big people want to climb to their positions, there will always be some lucky factors mixed in. For people who do not have the toughness of steel, they will often feel a sense of gain and loss after success."

The old gun replied,

"This sense of suffering and loss requires them to find a credibility for their own success. Superstition or belief will often invade their hearts at this moment-you wouldn't mean it, because in that world too It’s too successful, so I’m worried about gains and losses deep in my heart, so I’m afraid of the life before the journey?"

"Yes."

Charlotte admitted,

"I do get scared sometimes. When I wake up, I find that everything is a dream—as you told me now—so, now, all of this is a dream illusioned by my fear. This explanation also makes sense."

"I assume it makes sense!"

The old ghost sighed and continued following Charlotte's words.

"But according to your logic, why don't you believe something in the world over there? Just like the big people we studied?"

"Because there is no way!"

Charlotte smiled bitterly.

"After learning spells for so long with you, I know very well the truth that ghosts and monsters come from human hearts, so how can I give my mind to which ghost or **** at will?-even if it is easier!"

"Yeah! That would be a lot easier!"

The old ghost sighed,

"But, after all, all the things we do and all the results we get come from ourselves, not caused by gods, demons, and ghosts, and have nothing to do with others."

"——Unfortunately, there are not so many strong enough people in this world."

"What's even more ridiculous is that the people who believe in this theory the most are those of us who use spells!"

"According to the current parlance, even the most idealistic person is the most materialistic person, which is very ridiculous, isn't it?"

The old ghost smiled and looked at Charlotte.

"So, you must also make a judgment on your own now-which side is reality and which side is dream? I can't help you at this point!"

"But it's not too complicated, right?"

Charlotte shook her head.

"Big deal, I just have to commit suicide like in "Inception"!"

"Are you sure!?"

The old ghost asked ~www.readwn.com~ If this is the reality, you are really dead! "

"Moreover, even if it is a dream here, how can you be sure that after you commit suicide, you will be able to escape from the dream, instead of falling into another dream again!?"

"What's more, in my opinion, suicide is simply a matter of opportunistic evasion in the face of problems-after all, you haven't made a final judgment on whether the present is a dream or not!"

"So, has this become a mind game?"

Charlotte asked.

"It's okay to say so!"

The old ghost nodded.

"Anyway, half of the spells I teach you are about how to deceive people and deceive ghosts—liars are best not to be deceived—so, you should treat this as a test for you. NS!"